Too many heart beats breaking this town Too many poachers standing their ground Too many vultures feeding on their potions Preying on the rest of us
Too many black thoughts piercing my soul Too many aces taking their gold While Johnny's up the backstreet cooking up a power fix Living by the needle and gun
Too many dark deeds bringing it down Too many roaches running this town Baby's caught the syndrome mixing in the red room Now she just a nasty girl
Better than the outside, Better than the outside Better than the streets that take you under Better than the outside, Better than the outside Better than the streets that take you under
And some way you get it out somehow you work it out Making all the rights from wrongs, you ain't gonna work it out
Police man hey man Arrested by the pavement Choking on a Cigarette
I know you're not a big man Just another yes man I know you'll never let me go
Better than the outside, Better than the outside Better than the streets that take you under Better than the outside, Better than the outside Better than the streets that take you under
The black queens of cocaine in pivotal moments and they'll still run
Better than the outside, Better than the outside Better than the streets that take you under
And some way you get it out somehow you work it out Making all the rights from wrongs, you ain't gonna work it out